Not a Witch

When Lorraine Hill picked up the red fiber flower and observed it carefully, there was a sound of footsteps coming from the stairs next to it, very gently.

"Little Lacey, congratulations." Aitexi seemed to know the result, and walked over happily.

"Huh, I didn't expect Lord Chiwu to give you this too." She looked at the bright red flower on the table.

"This has to be kept well. It will be of great help when you advance to Sequence 5 in the future. It can help you resist those disturbing phantoms." Aitexi pressed her finger on her chin, recalling the effect of flowers.

"If it's used to refine elixir, it seems to be good. You can find the master of the Valley of Thousands of Purples and Reds, otherwise it will be easy to waste."

"Okay, little Lacey, let's celebrate today." After finishing speaking, Aitexi went downstairs and began to greet other maids.

Outside the elf shop, on the carriage.

Irene and the woman in yellow were sitting in the carriage, the wheels turned slowly, thinking about driving out of the city.

"How about that child." Irene looked at the woman in front of her, saw that the red fiber flower on her collar was gone, and knew that Lorraine Hill had passed.

"The foundation is very good, and the personality is more calm, not the superficial and impatient." Then she stopped.

"Well, after that, what about other aspects?" Irene asked curiously.

"I just sat with her for a while, how could I see all of it." The woman in yellow glanced at her and said slowly.

"You take the Dao of the Nine Nethers too bizarre. This Dao cannot read minds, nor can you see through other people's future achievements at a glance."

"Actually, in the early days of most disciples, you can't see how far they will grow in the future. The human heart is like a transparent stone, no one can see it, and even you may not fully understand yourself."

"Okay, I won't discuss thoughts and ideas with you Easterners." Irene shook her head with a faint smile on her face.

"I'm relieved to see you coming."

Chiwu picked up the tea on the table, took a sip slowly, his brows slightly stretched, and then put it down.

"A lot of things have happened in these years. Since we met, 20 years have passed without knowing it." She said softly, looking at the still young ice elf in front of her, remembering that year when they crossed the sea of ​​luminous light together scenario.

"I don't want that spoiled ice elf lady back then to adapt to an ordinary life now."

"This is life. Although it is ordinary, I also like this kind of tranquility and plainness. Sitting on the roof and watching the sun go down every day is also a kind of happiness."

The two chatted sentence by sentence until the carriage walked out of the city.

"Then send it here. After leaving the city, the other four factions will not perceive any trace." Chiwu looked at Irene in front of him.The two were standing in the pavilion by the road at the moment.

"Okay, see you later." Erin waved her hand.

Chiwu nodded slightly, and took out a small gourd from his sleeve. After opening the lid, a bird-shaped ghost transformed into shape beside him, and then condensed into a yellow crane.

After riding on the yellow crane, Chiwu's figure gradually turned into a black spot on the horizon and disappeared into the distance.

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After receiving the two items from Chiwu, Lorraine Hill also practiced diligently, and often came to the shop to exchange ideas and experiences in practice with Aitexi on weekdays.

At this time, several other geniuses in the general election also selected factions.

Ying Canxiao entered Yanxingmen, Huanggu entered Yonglei Mansion, Wu Xingkui was going to Nolan Continent, where there was a hidden world gate, and Tang Nanlian got ready to salute, and was ready to go to Qingluyuan, Muqing Continent.

On the day of parting, a few people I met at the dinner party got together again, but this time the number of people was relatively small, only about 10 people.

In the pavilion on the hillside outside the city, a table of wine and banquet has been set up, and a small red stove is still stewing in the middle of the table.

"Sister Jialan..." Sitting beside Lorraine Hill, Tang Nanlian talked about her expectations and worries for the future.I look forward to entering Qingluyuan to shine, but worry that after I go to worship the mountain, I will not be favored by others and cannot enter the mountain gate.

"Go and try, there is always a way." Lorraine Hill comforted Tang Nanlian, and then looked at the other people on the table.

Huang Gu still talks less, not because he is introverted, but because he doesn't know what to say, so he lets go of eating and drinking, and looks quite free and easy.

Wu Xingkui held his wine glass, looked at the gorgeous blue sky outside the pavilion, and whispered in his mouth, thinking about new lines of poetry.

Ying Canxiao sat alone on one side of the table, with no one on either side, drinking slowly, staring at the delicacies on the plate, but his thoughts seemed to drift to other places.

"After going away, I don't know how many years it will be until we get together again. I would like to bid farewell to all friends with this wine. It will be a smooth wind for thousands of miles..." Lan Yuanqing stood up slowly, saying farewell words in his mouth, and everyone followed suit one by one. stand up.

Amidst the cheers of the banquet, these 18-year-old teenagers separated and headed for their respective futures and prospects.

Chapter 31 The Crimson Country

Western Continent, Canghong Empire.

It has been 6 years since the shocking change in the color of the world.After experiencing the civil strife in the imperial capital, the change of power, and all kinds of chaos, the whole country finally stabilized for the time being.

Although the old nobles have not been defeated, their strength and influence are not as good as before.Under the promotion of the new emperor, a large number of military meritorious lords entered the country's high-level and key positions.Most of them were born in Kusano, and they were born at odds with the great nobles. Over the years, they have eroded the power and interests that originally belonged to the great nobles.

Faced with this situation, the great nobles were prepared to join forces to fight, but under the superb power of the new emperor, some of the great nobles were bought and promoted as representatives of the new noble council, and their power was even greater than before.As a result, there was also a split within the nobles, and the undercurrents were surging, and the hidden rebellions that broke out in various places were also confessed by the inner ghost.

After getting the news, the emperor sent his legions to various places to suppress them, gathered the land, wealth, and power of the rebellious nobles, and distributed some of them as rewards to the legions that countered the rebellion. In this way, the support of the military was firmly grasped. .

But he didn't completely lose his mind and knocked down all the great nobles.After gradually securing his position, he gradually adopted a soft policy and won over many great nobles to balance the power of the upper echelon of the country so that it would not be completely biased towards one side.

In this way, after six years, the emperor, who was only in his 20s, firmly grasped this huge empire, allowing his will to be carried out throughout the empire.

With the implementation of the new military merit system, more and more children of civilians and nobles have entered the army, imitating the old story of the rise of the empire hundreds of years ago.

This year, another round of the empire's preaching team set out from the imperial capital to the local area. They were dressed in dark red robes, held codes and scepters, and preached the will of the emperor.

Since the new emperor ascended the throne, the landscape of this country has undergone tremendous changes. The previous oppression and injustice have been greatly relieved under the enforcement and trial of the army. Many old dignitaries have been liquidated and defeated, and the entire country has begun to Glow with new vitality.And those who fell due to famine and poverty were also recruited into the army, so that law and order gradually improved.

The big southern city, Celatis.

Eight burgundy army horses were slowly pulling forward, and the rear of the car body was like a trapezoidal ladder. A ceremonial officer in a gorgeous red robe and a golden crown stood on it, shouting loudly.

In front of and around the carriage, there were sergeants in steel armor. They wore dark red cloaks, and held high halberds and flags in their hands. The bright red rose pattern fluttered violently in the wind.

The ceremonial officer from the capital of the empire conveyed the emperor's words and will, and his voice spread far away under the influence of extraordinary power, and residents from all over the city were also attracted by this.

"In order to end the millennia of turmoil, to open up more land, and to allow the people of the empire to live a better life."

"We, the people of the Canghong Empire, will use our swords to plow out the land and everything the empire needs!" The ceremony officer loudly read the emperor's words, and as the vehicle moved forward, bursts of bright red petals also followed the wind. Fluttering, flying in the air.

The people in the city crowded the streets to the brim. Adults and children, men and women, merchants and peddlers, nobles and commoners all looked at the neat and majestic marching phalanx. Some of them cheered, some talked, and the scene was lively and noisy.There was reverence and fanaticism in those eyes.

Since the new emperor ascended the throne, this kind of religious worship has become more and more prosperous. Some nobles even suspected that it was secretly promoted by the new emperor to stabilize his power and rule.

But it has to be said that the timing of the coup d'état was too coincidental, and the sun and the moon at the critical moment also put the entire balance on the side of the Edelman Brothers, allowing them to clear the obstacles with a destructive force. , won the throne.

As a result, they were covered with a certain taste of destiny, which also caused the spread of folk worship.

On the tall car body, the gorgeously dressed ceremonial officer is still shouting loudly, his voice is like thunder, spreading to all directions.

"Then, for the supreme glory of the empire, it is also for yourselves."

"You, you, are willing, willing, to launch, to move, to face, to fight, to fight!"

"willing!"

The fanatical and unified voice overwhelmed everything, and this huge and powerful empire finally burned like a flame.

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Old Luerna, now Liuli Province, Kelancia, Haoshi County.

Prisoners in rough linen gray clothes are everywhere in the mine near the mountain. They hold mines and dig the ore on the mountain wall with great effort and care.

This mine produces the brittle hyacinth zircon, an unearthly material required for some alchemical creations.But because of its fragile texture, it cannot be mined violently, so it is collected by miners by hand.

Under the scorching sun, many mines are exposed to direct sunlight, and the working environment is very harsh.

A man in his 40s is still bending over and digging carefully to find a small piece of hyacinth zircon, which is hidden and embedded in the rock and soil.

The light red soil and gravel gradually peeled off, and the stone, which was the size of a quail egg, was slowly revealed, and then the man carefully removed it and put it into a small jar beside it, which had already been filled with dusty cotton to prevent It shatters.

"Huh, it's not easy." He exhaled, and wiped his forehead with his ashen arm to prevent sweat from entering his eyes.

The man straightened his waist slowly to prevent his waist from flashing too fast.Since the world changed, he has lost his extraordinary power and is now just a fragile middle-aged man.

After panting for a while, he picked up the small pot beside him again, looked at the three shiny small stones, and a smile appeared on his dark face.It seems that I can change a few more big steamed buns to eat today.

Looking back around, he saw a figure sitting in the shadow of the mountain wall, and then limped over.

"Hey, old Lark, how's the harvest today." He greeted, and then sat down by the mountain wall, regardless of the gravel and dust on the ground, which he had long been used to.

"It's okay, find one." The man called Old Lak was about 50 years old, with many wrinkles on his face and cloudy eyes.He squatted on the ground, his eyes half-closed, looking at the sun-lit area in the distance.

"When will such a day be the end..." Old Lak slowly uttered a sentence, which contained sighs and sorrow.

"Hey, don't think about it, just live slowly like this, you can live a day is a day." The middle-aged man next to him persuaded, put the small pot in his arms as if it was a treasure, leaned against the stone wall, and was about to open it. Take a nap to get through the hottest part of the day.

"You can see it, but I can't. I've been dreaming again recently." Old Lak's voice was full of nostalgia.

"What did you dream about?"

"I dreamed that when I was young, I was only about 19 years old, and I pursued a beautiful elf lady in Emenas. She was so beautiful and vigorous, like the rain and dew in the morning sun, making people want to approach and touch."

"What happened later, I remember your wife was the third daughter of the Phoenix family at that time."

"Indeed, I failed in my pursuit. Later, I returned to Mozwa, followed my grandfather's arrangement, and married the daughter of the Finick family. And now, more than 30 years have passed." Old Lak recalled the past, his eyes drifting into the distance.

"But now, I am alone again, my wife and children are gone..."

"Besides, I'm still a prisoner now, and all the wealth and power in the past are gone. I really can't find anything worth commemorating, so I can continue to live..." Old Lark's voice gradually deepened.

"I dreamed that when I was young, all I felt was deep despair, because I could never go back..." As he spoke, Old Lak's voice was choked up, and two lines of tears were left on his face.

The man next to him patted him on the back in fear, and said slowly: "I know, I understand, live well, don't think too much..."

"No, you don't understand, there are still people in your Shelia family who have not been involved, and I, our Walter family, have no descendants." He buried his face deeply in his palms, warm tears mixed with the black ash Flow from the fingers.

"Alas..." The man next to him shook his head slightly and stopped talking.

The two sat like this for a while, and a soldier in armor with a gun came over.

"Which of you is Whitley Shelia?"

"I am." The man in his 40s supported the stone wall and stood up.

The soldier looked him up and down, and then said, "Come with me."

Waitley took the pot and followed the soldier in small steps. In the huge mine, many prisoners squatted in the shadows. Looking at the two people walking in the sun, their eyes were a little numb. There is also a bit of envy.

The two walked to a hut at the edge of the mine, and two warriors in heavy armor examined them before waving their hands to let them go.

The soldier brought Waitley into the small room, and said, "You have half an hour to communicate."

He placed a scuffed brass clock on the table and backed away.

Only then did Waitley see another woman in the room, probably in her twenties, wearing a simple white cotton dress, standing at the table.